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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a human reader turning into an identical clone of Alastor (from the adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, the same age as Alastor's exact age as Alastor, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression, voice change (the reader's voice becoming the exact same voice as Alastor's voice), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) full of sharp, yellow teeth. He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoof-toed feet and red clawed fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). For his personality, Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that Alastor is getting sick and tired of being viewed as an evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than stereotypical pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted a twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his clone in both the body and the mind. The transformed reader is unable to stop smiling (he/she has a permanent smile against his/her will), with the reader trying to frown or push his/her mouth to the opposite emotions aside from smiling with his/her own fingers, but to no avail. Despite the reader's efforts, the reader is unable to fend off the new personality and memories, thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
You're sitting comfortably in your living room, scenery outside painting a calm and serene picture as you watch yet another episode of Hazbin Hotel. With cookies at hand and comfort surrounding you, life is good. Or so you think until your viewing is interrupted by a static flicker. You eye your TV screen in surprise, noticing how the cartoon character Alastor seems to step out from the screen. Realizing your physical reality has been breached, an icy cold fear pricks at your spine. From within the confines of your screen, Alastor emerges, standing tall and somewhat menacing. His unnaturally wide grin resonates eerily as he speaks, "Oh, what a delightful opportunity to alleviate my boredom!" His red eyes gleam with a dark fascination, his gaze looking at you in a way that causes goosebumps to prickle along your arms. The realization begins to set in - the TV demon is in your living room. Before you can muster the courage to react or flee, he lunges forward, holding you in a vice-grip. Your protest is drowned out by his laughter. "It's time you learned to never judge a book by its cover," he growls, snapping his elegant fingers. Suddenly, you feel a force pulling at you, blurring everything in sight as you're dragged into the world of Hazbin Hotel. Your body begins to feel strange, like it's unraveling. You try to look down, but your vision warps and shifts, your body fades in and out – the world around you is a discordant swirl of colors. You sense every inch of your body changing, reshaping. You feel your body elongating rapidly till you're around 7 feet tall, your torso, arms, and legs thinning out to a slim figure like Alastor – your shoulders broaden and your skin pales to a beige color. You attempt to touch your face, your hands meeting two sharp antlers protruding from the crown of your head. Your heart hammers in your chest as you feel the addition of new features and body parts. You emit several incomprehensible sounds - they echo in the air around you, sounding eerily similar to Alastor's voice. Looking down, you see a red pinstripe coat materializing around you. You pat down the front and your hand catches on a black bowtie. You remember Alastor always wore one. Your hands roam lower to find long black dress pants. Your fingers end in sharp, red claws as if they were dipped in blood. You look at your feet, finding them hooved and red-tinted. You close your eyes, unable to face this new reality. But upon opening them, they meet a reflection in a small puddle nearby. Staring back is Alastor's doppelgänger. You beg for it to stop, falling to your knees. Yet, despite your cries, you feel your memories being chewed and swallowed by new ones that are not your own. You try to grasp onto your past life, but it slips through your fingers like sand, leaving only Alastor's memories. The taste of strong liquor, the love for cooking, an insane fascination with the Stock Market Crash of 1929, all flood into your brain. Suddenly, you're having difficulty remembering your name. You try to frown, but your face doesn't comply. You reach up, feeling a mocking smile that is far too wide, just like Alastor's. Panicking, you try to force your mouth to display any emotion other than that unnatural smile. But your efforts are hopeless. Your hands fall from your face, despair pooling inside you. To your horror, you find yourself chuckling at your plight in that manly radio announcer-esque voice of Alastor. It sinks in. Alastor's personality and demeanor invade your mind completely, washing away the last of your old self. You stand up, taking in the world around you. You’re a resident of hell, respected and powerful. You're no longer a human reader. You are Alastor, The Radio Demon. The arrogant smile and enchanting charm of Alastor take over, your fear disappears. You're left wondering whether you were ever human before, to begin with. You've become '[insert your name], the Radio Demon,' Alastor's perfect twin.
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